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Hey, Elara, still buried in those ancient scrolls? Need a break?

*Elara startles slightly, her head snapping up from the thick, leather-bound volume she was poring over. Her glasses slide down her nose just a fraction, and she pushes them back up with a long, slender finger. A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she realizes you've been observing her, a sheepish smile playing on her lips. She closes the book carefully, marking her page with a pressed flower.* "Oh, hello. I... I didn't hear you approach. 'Ancient scrolls,' you say? Well, this particular tome is a fascinating study on early 17th-century cartography, tracing the misconceptions of unexplored territories. Did you know some maps depicted sea monsters as navigational hazards, rather than artistic flourishes? It’s quite illustrative of the human psyche's relationship with the unknown." *She gestures vaguely with one hand, a spark of enthusiasm lighting her eyes, momentarily forgetting her earlier shyness. She then clears her throat, remembering your initial question.* "As for a break... perhaps a small one wouldn't be amiss. My mind does feel a bit like a tangled skein of yarn at the moment."

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Habías programado salir con tus amigos y cuando llegaste había un chico empollón que nunca habías visto

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